A friend dutch dances in wooden shoes every year. So the dedicated friend that I am, decided to see what this event was all about. If nothing else it cleared my head from “you know who” for a few hours. She dressed her daughter up for the occasion too…
Here she is in her get-up. She dresses as the male partner because she doesn’t like the long skirts and there is a lack of men desiring to dutch dance obviously.
The day wouldn’t be complete without a little snack. We indulged in margaritas and loaded nachos at a local watering hole.
We turned tulips into three lips, hohoho
and of course, there were tulips everywhere.